Words of The Week: Runaway Slave by Prince Malachi

Runaway Slave

Whoa oh oh oh oh

Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway
Runaway slave
Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway
Runaway slave

It was a long time ago
Rounds about the Garden of Eden
That’s where the River Nile she flow
I & I ah reason wid I idren
When we observe from afar
Many ships sailing on Jah Horizon
We neva knew
How were we to know?
Wicked man was coming to spoil our meditation
Wid his brutality he led us away in shackles and chains
Brought to far far away
Will I ever see my home again?
But even though I’m in a strange land and you’ve made things oh so rough, Do you think I & I woulda ever give up?

Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway
Say I ah runaway slave
Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway
They say that I ah runaway slave

When I saw what he have in store
I made a freedom run into the country
But when he knew I was missing once more
He sent his devils all spread out to find me
The faster I go
The more I hear my own heart beat inside me
And that’s how I know -
The brainwash education couldn’t hold me
I met many more soldiers on my way!
And there is one thing that all would say
I’m glad!
To be a free man!
Remembering all the patriot who died along the way
So we could all be free today!

Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway
Say I a runway slave
Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway
Say I ah runaway slave

Whoa oh oh oh Well
Live to fight another day
Come on

Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway
They call me runaway slave
Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway
Call me runaway. . .

Taken from Prince Malachi's album Runaway Slave
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